The man who came on stage had thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a sharp face, short clothes, and a small dress. He wore a pair of leggings and fast shoes on his feet, and a single sword was tightly wrapped in red cloth in his palm.
He was not very tall by birth, but his figure was very agile. He single-handedly performed the Eight Night Fighting Styles and glared at the Liao people on the opposite side.
The Liao man was a mighty man, wearing traditional Khitan leather armor and holding an iron star-shattering hammer in his hand.
The name of this hammer sounds deceptive, but it is actually similar to that kind of hidden weapon, the chain meteor. The hammer head is only the size of a fist and has a rhombus on it. The difference is that the iron chain is replaced by an iron rod, and the rod is about three feet long.
People who use this kind of weapon must not be too flexible in their body skills, because this weapon is all about swinging, smashing, and sweeping without much change. If their body skills are too flexible, they will not be able to exert power.
There was a piece of paper in front of Zhao Tong, which had just been brought up. Below, Dao Bilang kept writing records, passing the names and information of each person on stage upwards layer by layer. At this moment, everyone in the front row had one sheet.
The two ministers didn't care about this, and didn't even look at it. Mi Zhenting looked like his old eyes were dim, so he asked the young eunuch behind him to read in a low voice, as if listening to a book, sometimes smiling, sometimes mumbling a few words, but no one could hear clearly. What did he say.
Tong Guan and Gao Qiu took a closer look. Gao Qiu didn't know what he was thinking, but Tong Guan had a smile on his face and had other ideas.
What Zhao Tong said at that time was true. Tong Guan wanted to find a successor. At present, the young eunuchs in the palace were all ineffective, so he put his mind to this martial arts competition. If the event in the arena failed, he would have to worry about the martial arts examination in the autumn.
Zhao Tong looked at the list and knew that the first man to step onto the ring was called Splashing Wind Sword Du Guiwu.
Splashing Wind Knife is not a rare sword technique. Although it is more precious than Changquan, as long as you want to learn it, you can always get it, but it is not easy to practice it well.
It's like the simplest move of the black tiger's heart-plucking. Some people can kill someone in one blow, but some people may not be able to even hurt the opponent. Some people can always hit the opponent no matter how flexible the opponent's movement is, but some people's punches fail. After learning it on their own, Never succeeded.
This is talent. It is true that people who practice martial arts may not be talented in all kinds of fists and kicks. The so-called proficiency in all the eighteen martial arts, the word proficiency, generally refers to being able to use it, being able to play it, and doing a few routines, but not all of them. sharp.
Du Guiwu has been practicing Splashing Wind Knife since he was a child. It is a family tradition. He has been immersed in this technique for half his life and has not learned anything else. He has found a clear path. Therefore, he is quite famous in his hometown. He is almost invincible in the county. hand.
On the ring, the two of them were already fighting. Du Guiwu had the upper hand from the beginning. Zhao Yu could see clearly that the Wind-Splitting Knife could clearly restrain the Star-Shattering Hammer. Du Guiwu was experienced and had probably already taken aim, so he directly chose the first one. A ring to fight.
I saw Du Guiwu on the stage with a sharp body, a knife sticking to his body like a snowball, and then walking and rolling around the Liao people.
Liao had a large manpower, and the Star-Shattering Hammer in his hand was used vigorously, but it was difficult to blow a corner of Du Guiwu's clothes no matter what.
In the second row of the canopy, behind Zhao Tong stood Su Shi, Huang Gu, Ouyang Bei, Jian Suyi, and Yue Fei. They did not speak from the beginning to the end. After all, they were not allowed to stay here, but Zhao Tong was acting as a personal bodyguard. When he was brought up, no one else said anything.
At this moment, Ouyang Bei was completely different from ordinary people, with a solemn look on his face. Zhao Tong looked back at him, and he leaned down and whispered: "Your Majesty, one is suspected of being second-rate, two is suspected of being third-rate, three is suspected of being second-rate, and four is suspected of being first-rate. Wu Lei is not in the mainstream..."
Zhao Tong frowned: "How can someone who is not a good person come up?"
Ouyang Beidao: "There should be other means."
Zhao Tong nodded, Ouyang Bei is still of some use. Among the people around him, only Ouyang Bei is the most familiar with the world. Although Huang Gu is strong in fists and kicks, to put it bluntly, he is also a young man. He just doesn't like those romantic methods. , just thinking about polishing his strength and martial arts.
At this time, Du Guiwu on the stage had already stunned the Liao man with the light of his kicks and swords. Suddenly, he found a flaw. The Liao man was overjoyed. He swiped the Star-Shattering Hammer in his hand, revealing an empty door under his ribs.
Du Guiwu's move was a feint, but he naturally recovered his strength, turned to the side, dodged the Star-Shattering Hammer, and stabbed the knife in his hand directly. This knife penetrated the Liao man's ribs, but it was very deep, and it actually broke through the chest. When he came out, the Liao man was brave and did not fall down even if he screamed. Du Guiwu hurriedly repaired his legs and feet, but failed to kick. It turned out that the knife was caught in the Liao man's ribs.
The Liao people knew they were going to die, but they just looked at Du Guiwu with bull's eyes. Du Guiwu cursed: "Look what grandpa did, how about I kill you again in eighteen years!"
He kicked again, and the Liao man's blood had flowed out from the groove of the blade's spine. Even if his ribs were clamped, there was no pressure. This kick directly kicked him to the audience, which immediately attracted bursts of applause from below.
Du Guiwu held up the hilt of his knife and clasped his fists. Even though he was trying to hold back his pride and wanted to keep a low profile, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble.
After a fight, according to the rules, there is no need to fight consecutively. You can leave the field to rest. It is up to you when to come back. The same is true for the Liao people. Otherwise, it will be difficult for anyone to fight.
But the people in the audience cheered and cheered, and Du Guiwu started to get excited. He looked at the Ministry of War officer in front of him and shouted: "Du Guiwu continues to beat!"
This sound alarmed many people, and the people shouted: "What a great man!"
Zhao Tong on the stage frowned when he saw this, and Mi Zhenting over there said "Ouch" and said, "This man is going to die!"
The young eunuch at the rear was puzzled. Mi Zhenting was old and missing his teeth, and his speech was a bit leaky, but he explained leisurely: "We have the upper hand in this battle. If the Liao people stand in the ring, they can choose their own weapons to fight, and the victory will be guaranteed." It's very big. If we fight continuously, the first mover goes to the Liao people, and someone from there can restrain our side. If the person who fights continuously doesn't have special skills, he will definitely die!"
The young eunuch nodded repeatedly: "My eldest father is right, and my grandson also thinks highly of this person."
Mi Zhenting laughed and scolded: "Xiao Fangzi, you are so stupid."
I saw on the stage, after Du Guiwu continuously beat him, a Liao man with a spear came out from behind. The Liao man did not say anything. He shook the white cherry spear in his hand and stabbed him.
Du Guiwu hurriedly parried, and after three or two attacks, his Splashing Wind Knife could not get close to the Liao people. The Liao people's spear moves were very sharp, especially good at the three techniques of collapsing bullets. The crane pecked into Du Guiwu's chest with a "puff" sound, then flew him away and threw him off the stage.
The people watching were immediately silent. The Imperial Army came forward to collect the corpses, and then the man with a sharp mouth said: "I'm just saying that this man is overestimating his abilities. He can barely win by one, and he wants to win by two. It's just..."
Before he finished speaking, a forbidden soldier drew his gun and cursed: "Get out of here, you bitch!"
In the flower canopy, Zhao Tao had an expressionless face. Suddenly, drums sounded below, and an officer announced the good news: "We have defeated the enemy in a row."
For a moment, everyone on the stage looked towards the No. 4 arena.
